Homer: I like to walk down the avenue Bust a move with Disco StuStu: You shake me from my bootie to my froHomer: Yes I strut down the boulevard Burning off my excess lard I rarely feel the need to utter D’oh!Top o’ the mornin’ ladies!Patty: Bite us.Homer: I can walk from Springfield to Alaska Then hop out with the stars in MalibuSteve: Hi Homer, I’m actor Steve BuscemiHomer: The guy who got fed into the wood-chipper in Fargo?Homer: And when I hear:Turkmen: You can’t walk to Turkmenistan!Homer: I say of course I can — screw you(The Turkmen brandish knives)Steve: Hey, would you guys like tickets to the Independent Film Awards?Turkmen: Would we!?Homer: Oh I love to perambulate It’s standing still I really hate So let me please reiterate I love to— (Marge runs him over) D’oh!!

Browne: You hooked up in high school Now you’ve come so far Then you started to hate him And hit him with your carHomer: So I threw you a fancy banquet And now you can’t stay mad How bout a make-up snuggle? It would be so rad(Homer and Marge make up)Browne: …when you turned out the light I’ve got to hand it to me It looks like it’s me and you again tonight Marjory.

Teachers: Eyes, pearls, smile, hair points Dress, voice, shoes, swatch watchLisa: I may be the new girl But you can’t brainwash me Just OshKosh B’Gosh me And then leave me be To fight for kid power I must be heard not seen I have to lead wisely Not just primp and preen.Teachers: Nails, pimples, ears, scrunchie Purse, lunch box, teeth, MilhouseLisa: This cuting-up suits me There’s beauty within me So let’s Olsen Twin me Give them someone to love This grown-up makeover Has made me a super tween For they are my people And I am their queen.

Skinner: I’m so happy with my evil plan Say goodbye to music, gym and art Soon we will have the perfect school Where fun and excitement never start.Willy: I’m so drunk I can barely see But it helps me get through another day My stomach is filled with haggis and ham I’ve gotta go puke in some hay.Bart: Lisa is a foolSkinner: I think the rules are coolWilly: I’m falling in the pool!

Bart: Don’t critique my technique I’m no geek I make the Principal nervous My friends can confirm this I’ll bust a spit wad in your epidermis.You can trace my remorse to its super-sized source A hungry, hungry hypocrite named Homer of course My old man’s pathetic Damn is his head thick The gas from his ass is carcinogenic Every day I pray his DNA ain’t genetic.

Marge: This place is a diamond but it’s trapped in the roughMoe: Well the sign still says Moe’s, so enough of your guffMarge: Here’s my new idea to sell both beer and grub We will turn this filthy dive into a proper old-time British pubBart & Lisa: Guards, and meat pies, and lager in pint glasses What a classy way to get drunk off your assesMoe: Hey hold the phone, and English pub? That just might work.Everyone: In song!Moe: My bar could be British instead of arm-pittish So why don’t we all—Ah screw it, let’s get renovating.

Lisa: I’ve been to Paris, and London, and Tokyo town But one crazy ‘burg has ’em all beat hands down!Sideshow Mel: Jacksonville?Lisa: I’m talkin’ Springfield — you can buy chimichangas Talkin’ Springfield — the chicks have big gazongas There’s tires on fire, a guy named Apu And Skinner, and Grampa, and old Disco Stu Did I forget to mention you?Lenny: You? That’s me!Lisa: I’m talkin’ Springfield, where nobody sucks(quietly) Except for Flanders…